You might say I’m
a man of
many
hats;

a xanthous son
unsettled
in the
sky,

a closet door
ajar in
bedroom
light;

and I cosplay
as a skel
-eton
key,

for an amor
-phous colour-
coded
lock;

a prism and
a password
to my
heart,

and one more shade
of morrow
in the
blinds.